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George Herbert Quotes - Page 28

An old mans staffe is the rapper of deaths doore.

An old mans staffe is the rapper of deaths doore.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.360

An upbraided morsell never choaked any.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.335

Armour is light at table.

George Herbert (1861). “The Poetical Works of G. H. and R. Heber. With Memoir”, p.272

As the yeere is, your pot must seeth.

Pot
George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.332

Aske much to have a little.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.331

Assaile who will, the valiant attends.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.319

Astrologie is true, but the Astrologers cannot finde it.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Verse”, p.298

At dinner my man appeares.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.316

Bee not a Baker, if your head be of butter.

George Herbert (1959). “The works of George Herbert”

Benefits please like flowers while they are fresh.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.293

Better a snotty child, then his nose wip'd off.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.356

Better speake truth rudely, then lye covertly.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.353

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought to be interposed.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.316

Brabling Curres never want torne eares.

George Herbert (1959). “The works of George Herbert”

Building and marrying of Children are great wasters.

George Herbert (1857). “Works: In Prose & Verse”, p.302

Building is a sweet impoverishing.

George Herbert, Izaak Walton, Barnabas Oley (1848). “The Remains of that Sweet Singer of The Temple, George Herbert ...”, p.266

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.301

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.358